All The Single Ladies

It's come to my attention that there's a lot of complaining going on about guys in the sack. This guy doesn't do this. This guy isn't doing that. He can't get me off. How often do you hear guys complaining about a girl's bedroom prowess? Never? You know why? Because from the time a guy is 13, most of his life is spent trying to devise new ways to get in girls' pants. When he does, he's thanking his lucky starts it actually happened. There's no time to try worry about what he liked and what he didn't. Besides, you don't bite the hand that feeds you. To a guy, sex is like pizza: some is better than others, but it's all good simply on principle.
Ladies, on the other hand, don't have to worry much about. From the time they're 13, guys have been trying to get in their pants. If they want it, they know they can get it. And when they do, there's not much to think about. So they spend lots of time thinking about this thing and that, and if it was good or not. They know all the responsibility is on the guy to make it good.
But here's the real reason why there's a difference between guys and girls when it comes to this. As I said, guys are always trying, but unless you're Brad Pitt or Denzel Washington, things don't always go down as planned. There's a lot of self-exploratory that goes on in between time. At the end of this, we're pretty well aware of what we like and what we don't.
On the other hand, I've found a lot of women aren't into self-exploratory. So there's all this complaining going on, but what exactly are you bringing to the table? If you don't know what you like, how do you expect the guy to know? I'm not saying, I'm just saying.
And anybody who has tried to get with a girl who isn't one with herself knows what I'm talking about. It's like trying to figure out which switch controls what when a fuse is blown in the house. You gotta run down to the fuse box, flip one of the breakers, and run back upstairs to see if it worked. If it didn't, you run back down and do it all over again. It's tiring, and way too much work. It's the same way with a girl who has a car but doesn't work on it from time to time. You're constantly running back upstairs with that, did-that-work look on your face.